Page 24 of Sloane

“Are you going to come for me, pretty girl?”

I replaced my fingers with my tongue, eager to taste her climax, and moved my soaked digits to polish her clit like I was buffing silverware.

“Oh god, Sloane,” she moaned as her body bowed off the bed. “Don’t stop. Please. Don’t. Stop.”

Doubling down on my efforts, I darted my tongue in and out of her pussy like a starving man while furiously rubbing her little bean.

Her body went flush, her limbs taut and completely still, then she let out a long, low moan while shuddering from head to toe. I held her in place with an arm across her middle while I lapped at her nectar, moaning as her taste exploded on my tongue. I’d never experienced anything so delicious.

“Okay, okay,” she sputtered, trying to push my face away.

I lifted my head and smiled, feeling like the galán she’d teased me about. It was all I could do to keep from beating my chest as I wiped my mouth on her sheets.

Kissing my way up her middle, I paused to lavish attention to her tits with my tongue.

“I thought I’m supposed to come on your cock next,” she whispered cheekily.

That made me grin like a madman. “Let me grab a condom, sweetness.”

“A condom?” she razzed. “How is your cum supposed to leak out of me for days if you wear a condom?”

I jerked my head back and looked up at her. “Are you on birth control?”

She bit her bottom lip and nodded slowly. I liked where this was going.

“I’m clean if you are.”

“I’m clean,” she assured me, cupping my face and pulling me closer for a kiss.

Knowing she could taste herself on my tongue made my cock leak.

“I want to feel your cum in me,” she purred.

This was a whole new side of my precious pen pal. I had to admit, I liked kinky Ashley. And I was really curious to see what she was going to do with one of those donuts.

I paused as I lined my cock up with her entrance. “Remember what I said, dulzura. You’re coming on my cock next, then I’m filling your pussy with my cum.”

“Um…”

I held a plank position and looked down at her while alarm bells went off in my head.

“What’s wrong?”

“I, um, don’t think I can come again.”

“Why not?” I dropped to her side. “Did I hurt you?”

“No! Nothing like that. I mean, I just never have before.”

You’ve never been with me before, sweetheart.

“There’s no pressure, baby. Just relax and enjoy how good it feels.”

There was no pressure, but I was confident I could get her over the finish line again. Her body was so responsive to my touch.

I traced her left nipple with the tip of my finger before lowering my head and pulling it between my lips. Swirling my tongue around the stiff peak, I bit down gently, causing her to gasp. Releasing it, I moved to lavish attention to her right boob.

Her fingernails scraped my scalp as she pulled my head closer.

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